Mysterious Resurrection: Red and White Evils

Chapter 31 Spreading Newspaper

The newspaper did not respond to Zhang Hao's inquiry, and the middle-aged ghost just stood there.

Seeing this, Zhang Hao didn't ask any more questions. He just held the ghost bride and looked at the middle-aged evil ghost.

Anyway, the treaty has been made, and the newspaper society will send Zhang Hao and the ghost bride away from the Caesar Hotel.

Since the newspaper is not in a hurry, then he is not in a hurry either. We are all ghosts and have no shortage of time.

Moreover, Zhang Hao had no idea about the corridor outside. Without the ghost den, he could not think of a way to leave.

Time passed slowly.

Suddenly, at a certain moment, the ghost bride made unusual movements.

"go!"

A vague concept came from the ghost bride, and then the ghost bride took Zhang Hao to the outside of the newspaper office.

"Hmm? Is this the way to send us away?"

After leaving the newspaper office, the bride took Zhang Hao and walked deep into the aisle that seemed to have no end.

Dajing City, Ping An Hotel.

Han Mo and Yang Jian sat on chairs on either side of a table.

"What do you think?"

Han Mo looked at Yang Jian and frowned.

I saw a newspaper on the table.

"Can you find out where this newspaper came from?"

Yang Jian picked up the newspaper. There was not much published on it, only two items.

However, the above content is extremely concerning.

"On August 19, 2017, the bride had found her husband, but before the wedding, her husband's family encountered a major change. When the wedding was about to start, a funeral suddenly occurred."

"On August 24, 2017, a couple in Dachang City got married. They called their relatives and friends and went to the wedding in the middle of the night. However, they encountered the incomprehensible Red and White Evils."

"I don't know, it appeared suddenly." Han Mo shook his head.

"I was hanging out with some old friends and I picked up this newspaper by accident."

"I tried searching, and there was no sign of anyone else around except this newspaper."

"Also, I checked the surveillance footage and found that apart from me and my friends, no one else was going to be in that area at that time."

Han Mo looked at the newspaper and pointed at the words 'Red and White Devils'.

"After seeing the news about the Red and White Devils, I thought about it and came to find you first."

"After all, the only ghost riders who have dealt with the Red and White Devils at the headquarters, besides Xiong Wenwen, are you and me."

The more Yang Jian read the contents of the newspaper, the more doubts he had in his heart.

"What is certain is that the Red and White Devils must have appeared at the Caesars Hotel at that time."

"Xiong Wenwen's foresight will not lie, and there is no need for him to lie to us."

Han Mo said: "But later, before we entered the third floor, we did not encounter the Red and White Devils again. This is very strange."

"If the Red and White Devils are here, why doesn't the Newspaper Ghost use them to set traps and attack us?"

"Could it be that the face-covering cloth you threw out really increased the scariness of the Red and White Devils, allowing them to avoid being affected by the newspaper ghost?"

Yang Jian shook his head. This was the thing that he couldn't understand the most about the Red and White Devils.

Logically speaking, it would be impossible for the ghost bride to remain calm in the Caesar Hotel after being uncontrolled.

The ghost bride's killing pattern, in a place full of evil spirits, without the influence of the newspaper ghost, will inevitably start to get out of control.

"Would you like to go to Dachang City together?" Han Mo asked.

"No, I have some things to do in Dajing City this time, so I may not be able to go this time."

Yang Jian shook his head and rejected the proposal. He came to Dajing City this time to find Wang Xiaoming to deal with the problem of his body dying.

"Okay."

Han Mo was a little disappointed to hear that Yang Jian was not going, but he did not force him. He could smell a faint stench of corpse on Yang Jian's body at this time.

But when he was in ZS City, Yang Jian did not have this kind of corpse smell on his body.

All this indicates that Yang Jian's health is deteriorating.

"What? Are you going to Dachang City now?" Yang Jian asked back.

"You should know that the captain's plan at headquarters is about to start. Aren't you worried?"

Han Mo shook his head.

"What is there to worry about? If I am not selected, it means that I am not strong enough. There are many ghost riders stronger than me in the headquarters. I should be happy."

"If my strength is sufficient, then this trip to Dachang City can also increase my merits and prevent more casualties in Dachang City."

Hearing this, Yang Jian did not ask any more questions.

He admitted that he could not have the same mentality and selfless thinking as Han Mo, but he expressed respect for it.

This newspaper with information about the Red and White Devils did not seem to just appear in Han Mo's hands. Many ghost riders also received newspapers with the same content.

During the period when the captain plan was being launched and candidates were being selected, some ghost riders had unknowingly left Dajing City.

At night, the city is very big.

Under the pitch-black night, on a long mountain road, cars with wedding characters on their stickers were driving one after another.

"Old Wu, we're almost at the bride's house, are you nervous?"

In the front car, the driver looked at his friend who was wearing a suit.

"Hey, have you prepared the red envelopes? Don't let us not have enough red envelopes and we can't get in the door."

Behind him, two men in suits of similar age leaned over and joked to the groom in the passenger seat.

"Don't worry, don't worry. An old person in the family is like a treasure. Everyone in the family has prepared everything that needs to be prepared."

The man called Lao Wu also had a smile on his face at this time.

Although he is called Old Wu, he actually looks to be in his early twenties.

Obviously, this is just a way a few good friends address each other.

"That's fine. Don't try to escape today. We're going to have a wedding night. If you run away early, I'll tell my sister-in-law that you're not good at that."

"I can't? Are you kidding me? Seven times a night is what you're talking about - your dad."

As if being touched on a sore spot, Old Wu shouted loudly.

Hearing this, everyone in the car laughed.

Amid the people's sometimes joyful and sometimes emotional conversations, the car quickly passed through the mountain road and arrived at a small village in the countryside.

"Ok?"

Behind Old Wu, a young man looked at the village entrance and frowned.

"Did anyone die in this village today?"

At this time, white lanterns were hung outside an old brick house not far from the village entrance.

Not far from the brick house, wreaths with the word "甸" (Dedication) written on them were placed against the wall.

Inside the house, there were many people in mourning clothes who kept bowing to the coffin, and the ritual master was chanting scriptures to pray for the deceased's soul to be reborn.

Old Wu's original smile disappeared when he saw this scene.

"Old Wu, it's okay. They do their thing and we do ours. There's no conflict."

The friend behind him noticed the change in Lao Wu's expression and spoke to comfort him.

(End of this chapter)